Brothers:
We can not escape it, that great matrix of inherited language and thought that surrounds us from birth, which nurtured us as babes, and to which we return again and again for understanding of our life.
A person that uses the English language and lives in a country with even a modicum of reliance on common law and education in the language relies heavily, whether he knows it or not, on three literary pillars of our civilization: the English Bible, the Book of Common Prayer, and the works of Shakespeare. All else is derivative, including modern theatre and music.
I haven't the time to expand on the idea here, but after reading all of Shakespeare and two versions of the Bible by the time I was in my mid-teens, it remained only for the discovery of the Book of Common Prayer in my early twenties to lead to the Anglican path.
And so, at least in mind and attitude, I go to England. The Bard puts it aptly:
First Clown:
He that is mad, and sent into England.
Hamlet: Ay, marry; why was he sent to England?
First Clown: Why, because he was mad; he shall recover his wits there; or, if he do not, 'tis no great matter there.
Hamlet: Why?
First Clown: 'Twill not be seen in him there; there the men are as mad as he.
Hamlet (160)  
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What did you expect on Friday?
Charles+